The little grove was filled with soft sand. Even though there was a moisture-proof mat, she could still feel the warmth of the sand underneath. In her arms, Sunny slept sweetly—soft and plump, nestling against her. Long Linger held his soft little hand, inhaling the milky scent emanating from him. She felt a sense of warmth.
Lin Zhi was a very meticulous man. Among the life supplies he left her, he deliberately packaged Sunny's food separately. Inside were mixes of powdered milk and rice cereal, along with several packs of vegetable puree; just soak them in hot water, and they're ready to eat.
Thinking of Lin Zhi made Long Linger feel a bit heartbroken...
Although exhausted, she couldn't fall asleep. She didn't know how much time had passed when a figure slowly crawled into the tent and lay down beside her. The originally small space became instantly crowded. The air was filled with his domineering presence.
